Zhang Mu's mental shield was a whole piece of equipment. If a hole was opened on one side, it would naturally collapse completely.

Although he couldn't believe it, it had already happened. Zhang Mu didn't have time to think about why his mental shield was like paper in front of this zombie.

He wanted to retreat without even having time to retract the obsidian dagger, but the hand followed Zhang Mu like a shadow, and there was nothing between them that could block it.

Fortunately, the white fox behind Zhang Mu had not yet recovered from the backlash of his forced mental resistance. It was panting with its claws drooping. Although its eyes were still fierce, it could only stare at Zhang Mu's wide-open back and had no strength to stand up straight.

But for Zhang Mu now, the crisis he faced was unprecedented. This was a direct crushing of the physical body. When Zhang Mu faced this intelligent zombie, the feeling of being completely crushed was not felt by the mutant beast, including the white fox just now.

His body is so strong!

Zhang Mu had a feeling that the nails on that hand could easily cut through his skin that had been strengthened by the Blood Vine Lotus and advanced to the second level. And this feeling was unquestionable. Although it was still about ten centimeters away from his body, the bone-chilling chill had spread to every corner of Zhang Mu's body.

There was no other way. Zhang Mu's biggest trump card, the mental shield, was useless in front of this intelligent zombie. Now he couldn't get back his obsidian dagger, and his body couldn't bear it at all.

What kind of monster is this? Can it practice both physical and magical skills? Can it have impenetrable defense and offense?

Zhang Mu tried his best to stay calm and analyze what he had now, but still got nothing.

However, at this moment, something happened that even Zhang Mu had not expected.

A black shadow rushed out from Zhang Mu's shoulder, and in Zhang Mu's surprised eyes

It inserted itself between the zombie's palm and Zhang Mu's belly. A crackling sound was heard, and it forcibly blocked the attack of the palm.

It's an obsidian worm!

He actually forgot about it, but before Zhang Mu could think more, he was blown away by the power transmitted from the obsidian worm. Although he did not receive direct damage, the power directly hit Zhang Mu's stomach from the obsidian worm. He felt as if he was hit by a train, and the whole person flew backwards. Zhang Mu vaguely felt that several ribs on one side were broken.

But now it is a blessing in disguise. If Zhang Mu's body is pierced, he will really lose his ability to fight. The mental shield is like a layer of air to this monk zombie. He will just become a fish on the chopping board, slaughtered at will, unable to resist.

The obsidian worm was also knocked away at the same time. The incident happened suddenly and it did not have time to return to its original appearance. However, the material of its carapace remained the same and did not become weaker due to its smaller size. Therefore, it successfully stopped the intelligent zombie at the moment it penetrated Zhang Mu's body.

But even though the material was as hard as the obsidian's carapace, there were three deep scratches on it, indicating serious injuries.

The obsidian worm was enraged by its own injuries. Without Zhang Mu's instruction, it changed its shape and restored its original size with a bang. It stood between Zhang Mu lying on the ground and the monk zombie, glaring at him.

Zhang Mu slapped the ground, gritted his teeth and stood up. He had just suffered a powerful blow. The energy in his body sensed his current situation and used all its strength to quickly recover from his injuries.

At this time, Long Qi also managed to stand up. In the mental attack just now, because the opponent had withdrawn his hands, he did not receive any backlash. He just recovered from the dizziness caused by the mental pressure that had drained his brain. The wound on his shoulder had healed and formed a layer of light red blood scab, but his actual injury was not as serious as it looked.

It’s not that serious, maybe even worse than Zhang Mu’s.

He stared at the two opponents who had just beaten him so badly, walked to Zhang Mu tremblingly and said, "Although I don't know what he wants to do by hiding his strength, we are all human. I won't hurt you. Let's go. This zombie is too weird. I forced myself to suppress him with my mental power to delay him, just to prevent him from using his physical ability. His close combat ability is the strongest I have ever seen in my life.

First he attacked me silently, and then in the subsequent battle, I couldn't find any weak points in his defense. His whole body was like an iron barrel, just like the golden bell and iron cloth shirt of the Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Long Qi's eyes were full of fear, and he said, "I originally thought it might have been a Shaolin monk who turned into a zombie. But after fighting for a few rounds, I found that it was not.

As a member of the country's special operations forces, I have come into contact with this kind of people, that is, monks who really have kung fu. Although very few of them have been passed down, the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt do exist.

However, even an iron-clad armor has its vital points and weaknesses. I quickly attacked the zombie's vital points all over his body, including his biggest weakness, his head, but there was no leakage at all.

I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and use my mental power. Who knew that his mental power was just as strong as mine, and with the existence of this illusion array, we were dragged into a tug-of-war. We had the upper hand at the beginning, and were evenly matched in the middle, but things got worse later on. When you came, I was almost unable to hold on."

It turned out that it was Long Qi who used mental power first. No wonder, the melee ability of this monk zombie was too strong. Moreover, Long Qi didn't know that this intelligent zombie could break through the barrier of mental power.

The situation was indeed extremely critical, but Zhang Mu still didn't want to leave. He stared closely at his opponent who was now motionless. This was the most invulnerable opponent he had ever met.

(End of this chapter)